I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 319 His Idol

Abigail wasn’t insistent on reaching a resolution today. She understood the importance of flexibility and not burning bridges unnecessarily.

As she brought the teacup to her lips, she appreciated the delicate fragrance. In Eastbay, it was customary to use smaller cups for tea, but they were always well-crafted. “This is the Silver Needle. It’s a delightful tea, perfect for a summer day,” she commented after taking a sip.

Tony was pleasantly surprised by her ability to identify the tea based on its taste.

Silver Needle might not be widely recognized, but it had earned local fame in Eastbay, remaining a hidden gem to those beyond the region.

With a smile. Tony asked, “Are you a tea connoisseur, Ms. Quinn?”

In truth, she wasn’t, but her knowledge of tea came from Josh’s tea house. He was quite the enthusiast, and their conversations often revolved around tea culture.

“I have a friend who is quite passionate about tea and has shared some knowledge with me,” she replied politely.

He nodded, assuring her, “Regarding Lacey, Ms. Quinn, I promise to provide you with an explanation.”

“Mr. Booker and I were once classmates who got along fairly well, Mr. Fernandez, but that was all in the past. If something were to happen between us, it would’ve happened a long time ago, wouldn’t it?” Abigail asked, her tone serene as she set her cup down.

“You’re absolutely right, Ms. Quinn. Lacey’s not thinking straight,” Tony agreed right away.

Ronaldo was taken aback by the abrupt change in Tony’s demeanor. He couldn’t help but wonder if it was related to the phone call his uncle had received earlier. As they left the house, he couldn’t resist voicing his frustration, saying, “You lied to me!”

She gave him a teasing glance and remarked, “Even after discovering my little fib, you still defended me. You’re quite the handsome and honorable gentleman, Mr. Fernandez.”

instantly melted his mock anger. “Ms. Quinn, why not just tell me the

your side?”

cousin,” Abigail

principles!” Ronaldo declared proudly, hand

true. How about you choose a place for supper? I’ll treat

1/3

us? That’s not

supper.

would be a one-woman battle, but to her surprise, she found

helped. Abigail relax and improve her mood. It was her first time being surrounded by such enthusiastic young individuals, and

the alcohol. She said, “Thank you for your hospitality, and

talk about these things? You’re our guest. Rest well tonight, and tomorrow, we’ll teach that

sleep, Ms. Quinn. We’ll take you to other places in the city tomorrow. You’ll have a great

Abigail nodded. “Alright.”

closed the door, and Ronaldo and

elevator, one of Ronaldo’s friends couldn’t resist asking, “She’s so beautiful, Ronaldo. Do you think you can win her over? It seems like a

“What are you thinking?! She’s a genius designer who graduated from Pendorf Design Academy. How can I even think

Ronaldo’s

ex like that, do you think I even stand a

His friends fell silent.

them muttered, “I

I’m trying to date them. I respect her. She’s an artist. Do you understand

it at all!”

involved in various business ventures, and their focus was solely on making money. Art appreciation wasn’t in their